give me a chance to pull away
a glance to make you stay
give in for a while before the doubt
when you decide it’s okay to fall out
bare place won’t disappear
forever, you’ll be here
id move across cities just to see
there is something else for you and me
i will leave
you’ll be here
i will leave
you’ll be here
i can leave
you can move
all i wanna do 10/10/24
all i wanna do is listen to aphex twin
everybody’s talking but no ones listening
cant you take a second
not even a minute
please come over
i might let you finish
you keep talking a lot of shit
and im kinda getting over it
change your words, i know my worth
kill yourself, again it hurts
you got not clue
how much it means to me
oh even just for one minute
all you wanna do is make me fucking cry
and i hate that i let you do it all the time
so im sorry
im sorry
that i wont put up with your shit anymore
so you can just walk out the fucking door
i wonder if you feel the same
i wanna waste my time with you
do you think its too soon
ill waste it all away
just so you can stay
i wanna to start all over again
to relive the day it rained
do you think wed still make it
how much more can i take
before i feel it break?
i wonder if you feel the same?
i wonder if you feel the same?
when it starts to change
we can start all over again
when it starts to change
we can start all over again
i cant help the feeling
i cant help but notice the details
the parallels between now and before
the talking and laughing but to no avail
it didnt stop us from becoming more
in the library you look up to the ceiling
theres something in my chest i dont get this feeling
maybe i can look past this but you called me a model
and suddenly i cant grasp this
the thoughts and ideas of you in my head
youre still around and its starting to spread
into my dreams, into my life
i know its over, this will subside
but if youre ever around or youre in town
i might just fall apart, i could cry, and just
break down..
were playing fluorescent adolescent
imagining the two of us using all senses
but i cant be making any sense of this
all of this is coming up youre so fucking relentless
the thoughts and ideas of you in my head
youre still around and its starting to spread
into my dreams, into my life
i know its over, this will subside
but if youre ever around or youre in town
i might just fall apart, i could cry, and just
break down..
but im alright
run sunday 3rd june
took too many wrong turns
ended up on a new street
couldn’t remember the place
where we used to meet
but i still go on runs
without you its no fun
i still go on runs
missing you now youre gone
good at being sorry
tell me why
when i think of you i cry
theres so much more
you said you want to write
but i know that you
write as pretty as i do
and ill always be
good at being sorry
theres something in
the back of my mind
i didnt have the time
we always seem
to run out of time
sometimes my love
just isn’t enough
but i know that you can
write as pretty as me
and ill always be
good at being sorry
